The Sultanah Ch. 05

I moved closer to Tutuklu's body, crawling on my hands and knees. I felt my cock and my breasts swinging as I moved. In a matter of moments I was kneeling over Tutuklu's cunny and looking up at her. She smiled entirely with her eyes and nodded slowly. I looked down at her cunny, I saw the flesh of her lips and the warm flesh inside of her. I could smell her perfume with the slight scent of her sex underneath of it. My lips pursed and knew that I had to pull my gaze or I would be drawn in immediately.

I turned around quickly, planting my bottom on the soft fabric of the couch. I stretched my legs out on the silky material, letting the couch hug me closer. I had never felt anything so comfortably, my palace bed feeling like stones and glass shards by comparison. I felt a gentle sigh escape unbidden. Then I gently lowered my head down between Tutuklu's legs. Eventually I felt the soft press of her cunny lips as they pressed into the back of my head. She felt warm and soft and I felt her body tremble slightly as I touched her. Her legs quivered slightly on either side of my head. I felt her sit up slightly, pushing my head up a bit so that my eyes were facing forward, toward the pool. In another moment, Tutuklu's fingers reached my temple and she began to gently rub.

"Oh Gunes!" I moaned almost immediately and I closed my eyes. Tutuklu hands were soft but incredibly firm. Her fingers seemed preternaturally intelligent. It was as if they knew the exact spot to touch on the side of my head to reach the tense spots inside of my body, and to dissolve that tension into pleasure. For several minutes, I just let her rub my head expertly as I sank deeper into the couch and into her lap. The heat of her body and the scent of her cunny grew more intense, seeming to draw me deeper into my relaxing state. I moaned occasionally, unable to control myself.

"I am glad this pleases you Sultanah. Above all, we seek to heighten the pleasure of touch. But I encourage you to open your eyes to treat your other senses," she said. It took some effort, but I managed finally to allow my eyelids to pull apart. Tutuklu continued to rub my temples with easy skill. Once again it took me a second to adjust to the new light. But then the room once again came into focus.

I found that as my vision came into focus, there was a dark blur directly in front of me on the edge of the pool, just a foot or so from my outstretched feet. The blur began to return to focus, surrounded by a halo of light. In the water, just beyond the edge, I found that two women were standing. After a moment I realized that these two women were my previous travel companions, the tall blonde and the short brunette.

But these were not merely standing in the water. Their sides were facing toward me and the two women were facing toward one another. Actually, that would say far too little. They were not facing toward one another, they were pressed against one another. Their hip bones were locked tightly together and the breasts of the taller woman sat gently on top of the breasts of the shorter woman. The shorter woman's larger breasts were squeezed tightly against the stomach of her companion. Both women had their arms wrapped around one another and moved caressingly against their partner's back in gently, brushing movements. Their faces were turned toward one another, the taller blonde woman looking slightly down and the shorter brunette looking slightly up. Not exactly looking, their eyes were closed. Their lips were pressed together and they were kissing each other passionately. Their mouths opened often and they licked at each other's lips and deeply explored each other's mouths. As they kissed the blonde woman's hand moved down along her lover's back and squeezed gently on her round bottom.

"I did not think you would want to miss the show. These women are giving each other pleasure in order to give you pleasure. If you are displeased, you need only speak and they will stop without complaint," Tutuklu said calmly behind me. I settled more comfortably in her lap and she continued to rub my head as I watched.

"They are lovely," I responded, it sounded as though they were in a dream. My eyes seemed unable to blink, I could not resist the urge to look at them.

"I am glad they please you," she said. I heard her snap her fingers twice, but I was not paying attention. My eyes returned to the lovers. The snap was apparently not for these two women, as they continued their actions without abating. If anything, they grew more passionate, either to entice me or because they felt real pleasure in their shared touch.

Whatever the cause of their desire, I was mesmerized by the scene. Both women were stunning and I found that a kind of voyeuristic pleasure in their stunning display. I had seen people make love in the past in the great rooms of the castle, but this was different. But this was not furtive, clandestine, or tinged with shame as those actions had been. These women were perfectly formed and seemed to take pride in their exhibition. Their command of their sensuality was empowering. The brunette moaned loudly into her lover's mouth and then licked deeply into it, tasting her lover's tongue. The blonde's other hand slid up the side of the brunette's body slowly and then gently rubbed the side of her lover's massive breast, eliciting a sigh from the brunette. The Brunette then lifted her left leg and snaked it around her lover's thigh, thereby pressing her cunny against the blonde's knee. Her body was trembling.

As I watched this hypnotic, erotic play I suddenly became aware of a new sensation. I felt a gentle pressure against each of my nipples. A soft warmth and playful rubbing. Clearly someone's palms were pressed against my nipples, circling slowly and just barely grazing my skin. I squirmed slightly on the couch, but not from discomfort. The teasing feeling was pleasurable. For a moment, I figured that Tutuklu had reached over my shoulders to rub my breasts. But I had not noticed her moving. In fact, I could still feel her fingers on my temples, rubbing gently.

I managed to pull my gaze from the lovers in the fountain and looked on either side of me. Two more woman had crawled onto the massive sofa. They looked quite young, possibly only 18 years old. Both were wearing long skirts but no tops, their breasts exposed. The one on my left was very small, around 5'1 and with very small breasts. Her long brown hair was pulled up in pig tails. Her skin was lighter than my own, but not pale. Her body was somewhat plump and youthful but her eyes seemed mature. Her dainty hands were on my large left breast, rubbing it gently. On the right was an equally beautiful girl. She was around 5'7 and very slender. Despite her thin frame she had very large breasts with large, brownish nipples. Like her counterpart she had long brown hair in pig tails and mature gray eyes. Her hips were narrow and she seemed wispy and delicate. Her hands moved in unison with her partner. They rubbed my breasts expertly, and their motions seemed to shadow those of Tutuklu's on my temples.

The girl on my right look down briefly at my cock, before her eyes once again returned to gazing at my breast. I followed the motion of her eyes. I looked down between the canyons of my breasts and across flat, olive stomach, over my bellybutton, to the area between my legs. My cock was still soft, lying limp against my left thigh. I was surprised at first that it was not erect, but I supposed that the shock to my senses had been too great. But even as I stared at it, I saw it twitch slightly and I felt my blood coursing in my veins. I moaned slightly at the sensation.

"Ooh, the Sultanah is pleased!" One of the pigtailed girls at my sides said in a sing-song fashion. I saw that both girls were smiling and felt like blushing. Instead I looked up. The Blonde and Brunette in the pool were still kissing passionately. The Brunette was grinding her cunny on the Blonde's knee, while the Blonde played in the Brunette's hair.

"Not pleased enough," Tutuklu said with an authoritarian air, clearly taking on the role of Pezevenk. For a moment I felt her fingers moved from my temple and I could feel her body shifting slightly underneath of me (incidentally, I heard the Brunette moan loudly at the same moment and felt my cock twitch again). I saw the heads of the two pigtailed girls move in a jerking fashion toward one another, over my body. For a moment I thought they had both slipped forward, but then I felt Tutuklu's hands return to my temples, I realized that she had shoved them down.

If they minded her aggressive action, they paid no mind. In fact, the girl on my right smiled devilishly. Their faces were now just a few inches above my body and their hands were pressed more firmly into my breasts as they kept their balance. But as they readjusted, I felt their fingers slip easily off my breasts, tickling my nipples gently as they moved. I could see both pigtailed girls had their heads bowed but their eyes were up, looking directly at one another. I watched as they slowly began to move their heads down slowly, in unison with their eyes remaining locked. They both titled their heads down slightly, and opened their mouths. I gasped quietly as their mouths moved the last few inches separating their bodies from mine. I shivered as I watched my erect, reddish brown nipples disappear into their mouths at exactly the same instant.

Their mouths were wide enough to engulf both of my areolas as their lips felt hot against the skin of my breast. I could feel my nipples growing harder in their mouths and I squirmed slightly on the couch. Tutuklu rubbed my temples more forcefully, soothing me. But the pigtailed girls seemed not to notice my agony at their teasing. They kept their mouths locked over my nipples, applying only the slightest pressure by sucking. I stared longingly at the smooth skin of their cheeks and smelled their sweet, elusive fragrance. I needed more, the teasing was so awful!

Without word, they both dropped their tongue down toward my body. They moved in unison, though I could not imagine how they had coordinated their actions. But I didn't really care about that. I felt the soft, slippery wetness of their tongues as they pressed down against my hard nipples. The wet, rough feeling of the taste buds felt magical against the sensitive skin of my breasts. I could hear them moaning slightly as they tasted the sale of my skin. Their chins sank into the soft, heavy flesh of my breasts and their licking became more intense.

Their tongues moved around my nipple, as their mouths continued suck gently. I could hear the slurping sound of their saliva in their mouths as they tasted me. I noticed then that their hands hand returned to my body. While their lips remained locked around my nipples, their heads found my breasts, my ribs, and even my stomach. They caressed me gently, their four hands moving together as if controlled by one mind. Everywhere their hands touched, I felt goosebumps rise on my flesh.

I groaned then and lolled my head back into Tutuklu's lap. She continued to rub my temples slowly as I looked behind me, up through her pert breasts. She smiled at me gently, but did not speak. She looked more beautiful than ever and I was shocked to find that her simple massage seemed to be adding to the sensations I felt. But those sensations could not be ignored for long and I turned my head forward once again.

Briefly, the two pigtailed girls moved their heads apart slowly and I could see my cock between them. My cock was much harder than it had been just a few seconds before, having lifted up off of my thighs. My balls felt heavy and the hung down low over my cunny. As I was thinking about this, both of the pigtailed girls, in unison, nibbled my nipples. There was no pain but the sensation but it surprised me and I felt my body jerk. My cock jerked as well, and I could feel that it was now erect. I saw the pigtailed girls smile around my nipples, but they continued to suck on me.

As their tongues returned to my nipples, I tried to take in the sensations I was experiencing. I could hear the slurp of the girl's tongues (and the slight splash of water in the pool from the Blonde and the Brunette). I could feel the hot, slippery pressure of tongues against my nipples and the sensation of six hands massaging my body. It gave every inch of me a tingling, magical sensation. My cock was straining hard against my arousal and my legs felt weak. The air was now heavily suffused with smell of arousal. I could tell that some of it was my own, but that was not the only source. The musky, sensual scent of cunny filled the air, overpowering the sage and clean smells that the room was designed to emanate. I breathed it in deeply, savoring the way it felt as it slipped over the back of my tongue.

"Ahhh, Gunes!" I heard a voice say, interrupting my reverie. For a moment, I thought that the comment had slipped, unbidden, from my lips. But my eyes flashed up, following the sound better than my ears. I looked over the heads of the pigtailed girls and saw the Blonde and The Brunette. I had nearly forgotten them, I had been so focused on the sensations I was experiencing.

But I was exceedingly glad I turned back now. While my attention had been turned, the Blonde and the Brunette had apparently moved. The blonde was now on her hands and knees in the shallow water on the edge of the pool. She was, apparently, the one who had called out to the Sun God in her ecstasy. She was facing away from me. The Brunette was kneeling in the water to the left of the Blonde, facing towards me. She had her right arm draped across the Blonde's lower back.

The Brunette's hands were sunk deep into the flesh of the Blonde's ass and she was pulling the cheeks apart. The tiny, pink kiss of the Blonde's anus was partially exposed to the room, facing directly toward me. I say partially, because the Brunette was blocking some of the view. In fact, she was leaning over towards the blonde. The Brunette's right breast was pressed against her own hand and the flesh of the Blonde's thigh. Her head was slightly higher than the Blonde's hips and her hair cascaded around her lover's waist. The Brunette's head was bent down and her tongue was out. I watched as it licked languidly across the Blonde's exposed anus, pressing gently into the crinkled folds of her flesh. The Brunette had a hungry, near ravenous look in her eye as her rigid tongue probed at the Blonde's anus, and then became soft and supple to lap at it. The Blonde was trembling at the touch and seemed to lose balance each time the Brunette's tongue returned to her body.

"The Head Priestess intimated that this show might please you," Tutuklu whispered into my ear. I jumped slightly. I had been so enthralled by what I was watching that I had nearly forgot she was there. For a moment, I did not know how to respond, I was too jumbled. Finally, I managed to nod slightly. I thought of Cin and wondered what other notions she knew I would enjoy, that I did not even really know myself. Because I could not deny I enjoyed the view. The women's bodies, fused together but somehow draped on top of one another, seemed to be the embodiment of sensuality. I felt that even from the distance I could feel the heat of their bodies and taste the salt of their skin. And the act they were performing, so repulsive in the abstract, seem so delectable when actually viewed. These women were breaking a taboo, doing something that any of my subjects would think was a wrong and disgusting, but they were doing it to provide me with pleasure. The more restricted the act, the lovelier it became in my eyes. I could barely stand the joy I felt in watching them.

And I continued to watch them. The Brunette seemed to be warming to her task. She shook her hair out of her face and seemed to press more deeply into the Blonde's body. I watched as her pink tongue slipped from her mouth and caressed the Blonde's anus more rapidly than before. I heard her sucking, pulling her own saliva off of the Blonde's body and drinking it down. I watched as she tried to plunge her rigid tongue into the Blonde's ass. She was nearly crazed, as though she wanted to taste all of her lover's body at all times.

But it wasn't just her tongue, the Brunette had slipped her left had between the Blonde's legs. As the Brunette's tongue popped inside of the Blonde's anus, her fingers slipped up stealthily to the Blonde's now-dripping cunny. At first, the Brunette just barely mad contact, her fingers just grazing the Blonde's clean-shaven cunny lips. The Blonde trembled and moaned at the Brunette's rough tongue and gentle fingers. But as the Brunette grew more and more excited by her task, her fingers grew more insistent. I watched as The Brunette's hand slipped higher and higher between the blonde's legs. I saw the Brunette's fingers press more directly on the Blonde's cunny lips. Finally, I could just barely tell as the Brunette's fingers found the blonde clitoris. The Blonde moaned loudly and arched her back. This forced her ass backwards, shoving it into the Brunette's face, driving the tongue even deeper in the Blonde's anus. This seemed to be more than the blonde could handle. Her left had shot up out of the water and found her own breast. I watched as her fingers sunk into her flesh and her body began to shake.

The vision was so mesmerizing, the women so beautiful, and the sights and smells so authentic, that I could focus on nothing else. Clearly these women were enjoying their tryst, even if it was ostensibly for my entertainment. I felt my body reacting to their actions. I felt like I could not sit still, like I was about to explode with anticipation. I didn't know what I needed, but I knew I needed something. The thought crossed my mind to get up, and to join the women in the water. Maybe...

But just as this thought was entering my mind I felt like warm, soothing water had been poured all over my body. I felt my eyes roll back in my head and I moaned loudly, not even sure what had caused the reaction. I threw my head back and felt the sensation rushing over me. For a moment, I felt completely blank, unable to tell where my senses were being activated. Finally, I looked forward once again. Then I saw the source of my new, overwhelming experience.

Without gaining my attention, the two pigtailed girls had, apparently, stopped suckling on my breasts and rubbing my body. I had not even felt them leave, I was so enthralled by what I was watching in the pool. They had moved noiselessly down my body on the couch. They were body leaning over me now, their breasts just barely grazing my thighs (I could feel that tickling sensation now).

But more shockingly, and the source of my sudden rush of pleasure, was that both of the girls were now leaning in towards my erect, throbbing cock. They had tilted their heads gently to the side. Both had their pressed their lips against my shaft in a delicious kiss. Their mouths were wrapped around my cock such that their lips met around my shaft. I could feel their tongues rotating and rolling against my hard, hot flesh. They moved their mouths in unison, up and down the length of my cock, slathering it in their saliva. I could hear them moaning in their throats and I could feel the vibrations this imparted on my cock. Their pigtails draped down over my stomach and thighs, tickling me as their mouths moved up and down, sucking and licking on my cock. They never actually reached the tip of my cock, stopping when they reached the sleeved ridge around the mushroom-like dome.

"Gunes be merciful," I managed to moan. The tension I had been feeling grew even more intense. The delicious pressure and warmth of the girls' tongues on my cock seemed to be rising something inside of me. I felt my legs tighten and my hands felt powerless. As I watched the girls' mouths slip over my cock, I noticed that my nipples were still hard and glistening with saliva. My breasts were shaking from my trembling body. Without conscious thought, my two hands rose quickly from my sides and dropped down on top of my breasts. I felt a palm on top of each of my nipples and I squeezed the flesh around them. My fingers sunk into my generous body and I felt tension rising higher inside of me. My palms (including my bandages) massaged my nipples gently and I moved my hands in the steady rhythm set by the pigtailed girls. We moved together for a long while, my moaning growing more insistent as their tongue became more rigid and more expert in their touch.